|Eric, I don't know how I missed it!
||[Jun. 2nd, 2005|10:33 pm]
Eric Meyer, CSS god and generally fabulous guy, tagged me with a musical meme back on May 18, but I missed his entry - probably because it was at the end of finals and the beginning of Revenge of the Sith. Anyway, I was scrolling back through his entries and spotted it today, so I will now propagate it to LJ:
Total volume of music files on my computer
A paltry 1.5 gigabytes, consisting of 287 assorted songs and several albums of Vivaldi. I really have avoided going nutz with the iTunes thing. I know that way leads to madness and poverty.
The last CD I bought was
The "Lord of the Rings" soundtrack - not one of the movies, the whole ruddy thing, three-pack. I listen to it at work and it helps me brave the day.
The Song playing right now
Matchbox Twenty, "Unwell." I have an unholy love of Rob Thomas' voice. (Actually, by the time I finished the entry John McCutcheon's "Water From Another Time" is playing. Another song I love.)
Five songs I listen to a lot, or that mean a lot to me
Wow, that's tough. I don't listen to music nearly as much as I like it - for some reason I just never put it on. Well, no that's not true. I don't put it on because I tend to listen to music with my whole being, and I can't really accomplish that much when I'm completely captivated by a song. I have a lot of music I'm passionate about. I will try to narrow my selection to five songs that carry a ton of memories.
"Desperado" by the Eagles, but the Linda Ronstad version (I know, Blasphemer!). For me, this song is all about my friend Robin and me riding up the ski lift at Cleary Summit outside of Fairbanks. The lift was a t-bar because they couldn't afford to replace it with a chair lift. It was often below zero and we could only get in a few runs before we had to go into the lodge and thaw out. We were skiing on telemark skis, practicing our long sweeping turns, and then we'd ride up side by side and sing Desperado. It's a great song, but the memories are even better.
"Under the Boardwalk," because, damn. It's just a great song.
"The Season Suite," particularly "Late Spring, Early Summer (When Everyone Goes to Mexico)," by John Denver. Again, this is a memory song. Craig, Robin's husband, is this Renaissance man. He is a mechanic, but also a professional photographer, a black belt in Tae Kwon Do, and an accomplished guitar player. (He also made furniture and, I don't know, levitated. And he was completely humble. Amazing guy. Yeah, I had a little crush....) Robin and Craig used to come over and hang out, he and John (Hubby 1.0) playing duets on their guitars, and we'd sing and sing. The two of them worked for a long time to get this two-part piece just right. It's a lovely piece of music, enhanced by the memory of wonderful times.
"The Kind of Love You Never Recover From," by Christine Lavin. I love Christine Lavin, and this song is just plaintive and haunting. Very evocative. It's also the reason Amy is alive. It saved John's and my marriage from the first time we almost gave up.
Wow, what else to pick. There are so many possibilities.... Okay
"Passionate Kisses," by Mary Chapin Carpenter. I love the song, I love the sentiment, and I love that I sang it to Ferrett from the karaoke stage on our first night out together.
Five people to whom I'm passing the baton
theferrett (Of course)
susitna (Maybe she'll post then. Grr.)
happydog (I know you haven't done this one this time!)